Wooing My Ex-Wife by Mr. Adeel

His eyes turned scarlet. He clutched Gwendolyn’s wrist, not noticing that he was gripping her so tightly that her skin was turning pale.

Cedrick shoved him away, wrapped Gwendolyn in his arms, and massaged her wrist.

Gwendolyn sighed. Her tone was stern as she said, “You acted rashly tonight, Treyton. I understand how you must be feeling, but I don’t agree with you giving away fifteen percent of the company’s shares to the Newton family.”

Treyton gaped at her in disbelief. “For all your talk about being sisters with Jennifer, you won’t even save her when she’s in trouble. When have you become so unfeeling, Gwendolyn?”

“Me, unfeeling?”

Gwendolyn was incredulous. Her rage began to boil.

As Treyton had had a traumatic night, she did her best to remain patient. “I don’t want to hold a grudge against somebody who can’t think straight. We’ll talk about this tomorrow.”

Treyton’s gaze grew cold.

Everything that had happened at the party had lost him his wits. “I’ll do it myself if you won’t. My shares, my call.”

He turned to go, but Gwendolyn had enough. Done with coddling him, she dashed forward and slapped him across the face.

Smack!

The crisp slap echoed in the air.

As she had used her full strength, Treyton’s face tilted to the side, and a red imprint of her hand appeared instantly on his cheek. He stared at her, dumbstruck.

Cedrick, too, was stunned. He remained rooted to the spot.

Massaging his stinging cheek, Treyton fumed, “How dare you hit me, Gwendolyn?”

Faced with his accusatory glare, Gwendolyn raised her chin defiantly.

“I’m not hitting you as your little sister but as the head of the Harris family. Now would you calm down? Can you listen to me?”

She looked stern, like the head of the family she was.

he did not

continued, “You’re a smart man, Treyton. I’ll give you some time to cool down and reflect on your

He gazed at her, somewhat hurt. “Are you placing me

under house arrest? Think of it as grounding. It’s your punishment for

to address Cedrick. “Could you marshal some men who aren’t on active duty to surround this villa?

decisively. “Very

“Remember to arm every single one of them with batons. You have my permission to beat him

Cedrick suppressed his laughter. If it came to that, she would

the head of the family, and everybody must obey me with no exceptions. If you won’t, we’re going to the ancestral hall

“You think I’m

you beaten up so severely that you pass out and spend the next two weeks in bed. By then, you would only

clenched. He refused to say another

around Cedrick’s, Gwendolyn left. novelxo.com

departing, she turned around and said, “Call me when you’ve

where he stood, Treyton watched as she

car did not

footsteps sounded. The smart-looking soldiers surrounded the villa as if they had

were not predisposed to negotiations but preferred to strike first instead. Forced back into his villa, Treyton shut the

inside his house did Gwendolyn and

days, Inez showed up early the following morning at her office at

relationship had lost some of its stiffness. Though far from being on

reasons, her secretary had taken a medical

the following two

later, the manager of the HR department arrived with the new secretary and knocked on Inez’s

in,” she said without taking her attention

the two

a handsome face. He had a presence that could not

Inez did not so much as look

her table. “This candidate is very well qualified, Ms. Mossey. You’ll like

typing. She

at the office later than me. When I come in in the

man nodded. “Understood,